Walking the wet whipped beach,Following thoughtRunning from memoryThat dogs the days,Dismal and deceitfulHarbinger of guilt,Turning my face into the windFeeling it’s abrasive embraceCreating tear filled eyes,Peering out across the restless waterTorn as if in torment,Lashing out,Fury falling forlorn On sand,And me lost,Longing for peaceAlone at the waters edge,Lost and aloneExcept for gullsWho care not for … Continue reading Monday Musing